Pain and Ashes
Oh, speak to me of love, said Pain, now come
Draw up a chair and look me in the eye
Her limbs move slow, by sorrow frozen, numb
All nerve and sinew wracked by silent cry
Sit down, said Pain, the fire is hot and bright
And we must talk, for you have much to say
Not now, she begged, have mercy, not this night
Please let me speak of love another day
She feels the fire’s scorch upon her face
As devastation sears and burns within
We must speak now, said Pain, there is no place
Nor corner left to hide in; so begin…
She sits in silence as the fire flashes
Till morning finds her, sat with Pain, and ashes
by Gail
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